Chapter 54 054 Imperial Master, the True Strength of Baishen

This time, Xiangcheng’s cultural and tourism planning is highly valued by everyone.

From Ren Qian and others to children, they are all cooperating to maintain the civilized appearance of Xiangcheng.

Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School has been passed down for many years from ancient times to the present. The stone in the middle of the campus is the biggest highlight. When the Cultural and Tourism Bureau issued this order to No. 1 Middle School, the principal took out 100% of the fighting state.

He even persuaded Lu Lingxi with emotion and reason to sacrifice Baishen.

Now that Ren Wanxuan unilaterally said that she didn’t want to enroll, the principal was indeed panicked.

For him, Lu Lingxi was too sincere about apologizing.

"Liang Ti is the most important," the principal had a very good impression of Bai Shi, who studied hard wherever she went. Others didn't know, but the principal knew very well that her physics performance had attracted much attention from Jiang Jing, "but in our school, only Ren Wanxuan was good at it."

Xiangcheng has a rich history and culture, especially the Bai family.

The most brilliant stroke of Dayong Dynasty was like a brilliant firework.

Brilliant and short-lived.

It only bloomed in Xiangcheng.

The stone standing in Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School is Liang Ti, and the video culture must present Liang Ti.

Not to mention...

that Mr. Chen also values ​​Liang Ti.

So this candidate really has to be Ren Wanxuan.

The Ren family has a firm grasp on the principal's lifeline.

"Oh," Bai Ti's eyes didn't fall on the two of them, her dark pupils seemed to be fixed on a certain point in the void: "In that case, I can give it a try."

"What are you trying?" Lu Lingxi said subconsciously, "You and Zhang Shize don't have to worry about this matter..."

Halfway through, Lu Lingxi suddenly realized what Bai Ti was talking about.

She looked at Bai Ti carefully, the girl's snow-white shirt buttons were buttoned up from bottom to top, the cuffs and collar were embroidered with green Junzi bamboo, and her black pupils reflected the fragmented sunlight outside the window.

Quiet and calm.

"You can also do Liangti?"

"Yes." Bai Ti nodded.

Lu Lingxi knew Bai Xi's basic skills in Guan Ge style. Although Guan Ge style is good, it is very limited to the development of other fonts.

But she has never been a teacher who discourages students and will not deny students opportunities.

"Then let Bai give it a try?" Lu Lingxi suggested to the principal.

Calligraphy is not something that everyone can learn in one go. Not only does it need to be cultivated from an early age, but it also requires extremely strong wrist strength. As far as the principal knows, calligraphers suffer as much as they did in Shaolin Temple when practicing hanging wrists.

Therefore, few can persist in practicing.

This time, the words that were put on the promotional video are not just those written by anyone. What is needed are words that can be put on the stage.

In the whole school, only Ren Wanxuan practiced well, but telling Bai Xi so directly would be too much of a blow to her confidence.

The principal stared at Bai Xi for a while before speaking, "Write a few words for me first."

He didn't prepare any pen, ink, paper, or inkstone, so he just found a piece of white paper in the office, and a black pen on Lu Lingxi's desk, and handed it to Bai Xi, asking her to write.

Bai Xi was not bound by pen and paper, nor by the environment.

She put her coat aside, spread a blank A4 paper on the table, held the black pen with her slender and powerful fingers, and wrote four words on the paper.

Beside them, the principal and Lu Lingxi were still arguing about the possibility of asking Zhang Shize to apologize.

Bai Xi put down her pen, picked up her school uniform, looked up at Lu Lingxi and the principal, and said politely: "Teacher, I've finished writing."

"So fast?" The principal was a little surprised, after all, he was used to seeing Ren Wanxuan writing.

It takes a long time to prepare, and the writing is also very particular. If it is not well written, it will be overturned and rewritten.

Bai Shi's work took less than a minute from beginning to end, right?

Lu Lingxi glanced at the principal, and then gently said to Bai Shi: "Okay, you go back and do your homework first."

After Bai Shi left, the principal continued: "Putting aside the matter of the long sword, it is normal for Zhang Shize to apologize for this matter. How can you not get along with everyone in this world?"

As for the words written by Bai Shi, the principal did not read it.

The main reason is that he did not think that Bai Shi could write in Liang style.

"Why put aside the long sword?" Lu Lingxi sneered, "I haven't caused any trouble for them yet, why don't you put it aside first."

She turned around and went back to her seat.

Seeing the paper that Bai Shi had casually placed on the desk, she picked it up and took a look.

"No, why are you so narrow-minded..." The principal wanted to persuade him.

After talking for a long time, he found that Lu Lingxi ignored him. When he turned around, he found that Lu Lingxi was holding a piece of paper and looking at it, and he was

actually lost in thought. The principal walked over to take a look. At this sight, his helpless and tangled face was instantly stunned.

There were only four words written on the paper -

[蔹曼帝家]

was the sentence she used when she first introduced herself.

Even if she used the most ordinary black pen, every word was deeply rooted, and the force penetrated the back of the paper. The circling and advancing and retreating were infused with surging vitality. Every word had its strength and bones, and one could feel the momentum of thousands of horses galloping through the paper.

What kind of reading experience does it take to write such a magnificent meaning?

The last time Director Chen came, he was not very satisfied with Ren Wanxuan's handwriting.

The principal didn’t understand at that time, but now he finally understood why Director Chen looked down on Ren Wanxuan’s handwriting.

Because he had seen better ones.

Ren Wanxuan’s handwriting did lack the experience of real guns and bullets.

“Teacher Lu,” the principal took the paper from Lu Lingxi’s hand and murmured, “I think you are right. This apology is not necessary. I will contact the photographer now.”

After that, the principal stuffed the paper into his pocket and left in a hurry.

Lu Lingxi behind him: “…”

? ?

No, she finished reading it?

**

The last class in the afternoon.

Class meeting.

Lu Lingxi walked to the class with the lesson plan and notebook, and his eyes were on Bai Xi. She had already put on her school uniform and was still working on her test paper, like a quiet and beautiful cat, with a mysterious aura all over her body.

She was like a prisoner trying hard to break out of the fog and predicament.

Lu Lingxi could see almost everyone in the class, but the only one he couldn't see through was Bai Xi.

She was diligent and studious, more diligent than anyone in the class, but sometimes she seemed to be out of the world, quietly examining everything with the eyes of a bystander.

"The monthly exam is coming next week," Lu Lingxi put his notebook on the table, ignoring the wailing of some students, "half of this semester is almost over, it's time to work hard... I'm talking about you, Zhang Shize!"

Zhang Shize didn't expect that he would be called by Lu Lingxi even though his face was buried under the desk.

He could only nod depressedly.

As usual, after the class meeting, Lu Lingxi called Bai Di out again.

He told her to go to the photo shoot tomorrow at noon.

Bai Di listened and nodded slightly, meaning that as long as she could write Liang style, it would be fine, there was no need to specify the candidate.

When she returned to her seat, Zhang Shize was still stretching his head to talk to the person across the aisle, "My parents don't have such high expectations of me, and I'm not smart, I don't have any big ideals, I think it's good this way..."

Zhang Shize's life creed is to give up anything that stands in his way.

He doesn't have any big ideals, and he's not even sure what he's going to do in the future.

Halfway through his speech, he saw Bai Shi and couldn't help but touch his nose, "Do you think I'm a loser?"

Bai Shi picked up a pen and glanced at him, "Why do you think so? There are many kinds of life, just choose what you like, and... you're also very good."

Most people feel guilty and reflect on their relaxation and entertainment.

They feel that they are wasting their time.

But not everything needs to be meaningful. Zhang Shize did a good job in this regard, just pure happiness.

"Really?" Zhang Shize crossed his legs, grinned, and then lowered his voice to Bai Shi: "I'm thinking that after I graduate, I will go to the crew of Yan Yu to be an extra."

Bai Shi searched for a long time in her memory before she found the meaning of extra.

As expected of Zhang Shize, his biggest dream is to be an extra.

6.

You should at least be a director.

**

After school in the afternoon.

Bai Shi received a message from Mao Kun.

The logo of Da Nei Gu Ben Gao has come out. There are too few people using Chinese medicine now. As soon as this medicine appeared in the fighting arena, it became popular throughout Heishui Street and was circulated among a group of mercenaries.

White vest: [Sister, a Western doctor wants to see you]

White vest: [It's a foreigner! ]

White vest: [He is very curious about Chinese medicine! 】

Bai Shi didn't care about this at first, but when she heard the other party was curious about Chinese medicine, she raised her eyebrows.

While packing up her things, she replied to Mao Kun.

Bai Shi: [1]

White vest: [Got it! ]

White vest: [Do you have Instagram? ]

Bai Shi had never heard of it, so she didn't reply.

Two seconds later, White vest: [Ok, got it. ]

Five minutes later, Bai Shi received a friend request on WeChat. She clicked it and saw that the other party's profile picture was an old man with white hair and blue eyes.

Add friend.

Lance: [your plaster is amazing! ]

Bai Shi has memorized a lot of English words in the past month and can understand them. She can also communicate with others in simple English.

Bai Shi: [Thank you]

The two chatted for a few sentences. The other party spoke English and she typed Chinese characters. She could understand what the other party said.

The other party didn't understand what she said and had to find someone to translate. Lance could tell from her reaction speed that she could speak English.

Lance started to ask: [Can you speak English? ]

Bai Di: [No]

Bai Di closed her phone, but her face was calm.

She did know a little foreign language, because she needed to understand other languages ​​and study their things, but she only spoke Chinese when typing or speaking.

You don't understand?

That has nothing to do with her.

Yang Lin felt much better today, the bruises on her arms disappeared, and she went to the milk tea shop with Bai Di.

She went in to work part-time.

Jiang He was waiting for Bai Di at the door of the milk tea shop.

Ming Dongheng did not accompany Jiang He, and it was Director Chen who accompanied Jiang He to wait for Bai Di.

"Miss Bai." Director Chen was on the phone. When he saw Bai Shi, he said something to her, put down his phone, and still looked sad.

Jiang He stood up, walked to Bai Shi, and grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Bai Shi didn't want to say more to Director Chen, but thinking that she had given Ji Heng cigarettes yesterday, she put down her schoolbag and asked lazily, "Did something happen?"

"Yeah," Director Chen had no defense against Bai Shi, and just complained to her, "I'm not engaged in Xiangcheng's cultural tourism. Many cultural relics need to be repaired. Yesterday, the migrant workers and the police had a fight, and the matter fermented a lot on the Internet..."

Some media fermented it.

This incident has a very bad impact on Xiangcheng.

On the one hand, it is said that poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people, and on the other hand, it is said that the local police station is corrupt.

The matter itself is overly sensitive.

Director Chen was thinking whether to completely block the news and prevent reporters from interviewing.

Of course, he just wanted to find someone to complain to, and didn't expect Bai Di to give him advice.

Bai Di walked towards the library while listening quietly. After listening, she looked at Director Chen: "It's best not to block this matter."

"Huh?"

Director Chen looked at Bai Di in surprise.

Bai Di was looking at him unhappily for a moment, her almond-shaped eyes were misty, "It's better to open up than to block. As a manager, you don't want to stop people from talking. For ordinary people, survival is the most important thing. Conduct an open investigation..."

She presented it to Director Chen in an orderly manner.

Finally, she extended a cold white finger, lightly touched Director Chen's heart, tilted her head and smiled lazily: "There is no law. You represent authority and credibility, and you must not lose your right to speak because of this."

Director Chen rarely talked about this kind of thing with others.

Ming Dongheng didn't understand, and Jiang Fuli didn't have the time to talk to him...

He never expected that he would hear these from the mouth of a senior high school student.

It was like breaking through a thick fog.

"I know," Director Chen straightened his face, and this time he looked at Bai Di with a little more respect, "Thank you, Miss Bai!"

This "Miss Bai" was more respectful than any other sentence before.

The library is one stop away from the school, and Bai Di walked over because she wanted to talk to Director Chen.

The two chatted a lot more.

When they arrived at the Xiangcheng Library, Director Chen respectfully watched Bai Rui go in. This was the first time Director Chen had a casual chat with Bai Rui, but he was full of surprise.

Many of the strategies she talked about were enlightening.

If Bai Rui was not really a senior high school student, he would have wondered if she had ever been an official?

Otherwise, where did she learn the art of power?

After Bai Rui entered the library, he took out his mobile phone and called his subordinates: "Have you found any good tobacco for me? Hurry!"

After giving the order.

Director Chen opened the dialogue box with Ming Dongheng again.

He seemed to see a smooth road paved in front of him.

Chen Yongkun: [Mr. Ming, what does Miss Bai like to eat? 】

Chen Yongkun: [What are her hobbies in daily life? 】

Chen Yongkun: [What else does she like to do besides the guzheng? 】

Ming Dongheng only sent two words: [Want to die? 】

Director Chen, who was still typing frantically: "..."

Damn it, this guy is not sharp when he should be!

When he shouldn't be sharp, he's like a dog!

I give up.

Forget it, he should put more effort on Mr. Ji first.

Of course, Director Chen doesn't know that

Bai Shi's teacher is Liang Zewen, the emperor's teacher, the first prime minister in history, who teaches the art of emperors and practices the way of the world.

One of his students became an emperor, how bad can the other be?

There is a more important person in this chapter~